ฟังเพลงWinter Pockets

Walking in the winter down rows of empty sidewalks,

I reached into my pocket,

Found an old note from you

It read "Babydoll, I love you.

Can't wait to see you Sunday."

I tried to hear you read it,

Can't remember your voice.

Was it sweet?

Was it sultry?

Did I tremble when I heard it?

Did you sing softly to me,

Whisper words in my ear?

So I sit and I think of you

So I sit and I wonder who you sing songs to now.